You want the scent? Smell yourself!

I am not carrying on a war of extermination against the Romans. I am contending for honor and empire. My ancestors yielded to Roman valour. I am endeavouring that others, in their turn, will be obliged to yield to my good fortune, and my valour.

I have come not to make war on the Italians, but to aid the Italians against Rome.

You put the life in your belly and you live.

Killing must feel good to God too. He does it all the time. Did God feel good about that? He felt powerful.

I swear so soon as age will permit ... I will use fire and steel to arrest the destiny of Rome.

God has given to man no sharper spur to victory than contempt of death.